thetically alone upon the wild mountain road with the tangles of jungle growth reaching up from below and the weird, swaying branches of great trees and vines swinging down from overhead.
Dick's heart began to thump a bit heavily. Inside of half an hour she would return. Inside of half an hour he would have talked to her once more. Inside of half an hour he would know whether she could ever forgive him, or whether she was irrevocably offended. He found himself growing decidedly nervous. He dared not get up and pace the lanai, his usual solace in time of stress, lest she might pass while his back was turned; for the curve of road which was visible from his chair was a very short space indeed and it would take her only a moment to pass it. And all that he could do was to sit with his eyes glued to that little space, and call upon his gods to send him good fortune in this one all-important moment of his life.
The time seemed interminably long, and he glanced at his watch. Not quite half an hour, she would soon be coming now; and he half rose in his chair, that he might be ready upon the instant of her appearance, to dash out through his garden, so that there might be no possible chance for her to pass before he could intercept her. But eventually, as she did not come, he sank back into his seat, still watching with strained eyes. He tried to interest himself in the occasional cars which passed, mak-
